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It’s been six years ago today since we said good-bye to my Mom.  My husband brought home a beautiful bouquet of wild flowers in her honor.

As I was painting this small little vignette of the flowers, I found yet another metaphor for life from watercolors.  Initially it looked a little “blah” – and the white flowers didn’t really stand out.  It wasn’t until I  added the darks, that the flowers really stood out.  Hmmm – the dark strokes of life.  I don’t like it when they get “painted into my life”, but in the end, they add depth, contrast and value.  And the bright spots are highlighted and made more beautiful.  I think Mom would have liked that analogy.

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